Chapter 19 done. Now to polish this turd to a mirror finish
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just because i'm feeling generous, here's another snippet of a current work! this one is called "the things that haunt me (in the middle of the night)" - a one shot in which steve is under vecna's curse. this snippet is from the first draft, but i am in the process of writing a second draft :)
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Steve didn’t know a lot of things, but he did know that this was bad.
The clock had disappeared.
The chimes had stopped.
It had been three days since the last one. He knew it wasn't a good sign. He knew he couldn't let his guard down. It was the calm before the storm. Vecna was just messing with him, luring him into a false sense of security. He knew better than to fall for it. He could still feel him lurking in the back of his mind. He didn't understand how, but he knew Vecna was still there. He knew he was watching his every move, making note of his every thought, taking in everything around him.
To Steve’s credit, he was doing a fantastic job of covering it up. No one seemed to notice. Or maybe they just didn't care. Steve knew he wasn't very smart. He wasn't as useful as everyone else. He was just Steve. The others didn't need him as much. He understood that there was at least a little truth to the things Vecna put in his head, the things his friends said through the voices that echoed in his ears. That was just the way things were. No one really noticed Steve, because he wasn't as important, and that was okay. He had always known that. He was surrounded by genius children and some of the most badass people he knew. Steve Harrington knew he was not as important, not as necessary, and that was a fact of life.
Except, there was one thing Steve hadn’t quite counted on. Eddie Munson.
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OuterWildsic
DO NOT COME AT ME FOR THE FLAG I NEED HELP PLS ANYONE/lh /GEN
a gamegender relating to or best described by either one's experience playing the game Outer Wilds or/and Outer Wilds' aesthetic. this gender feels like being in constant wonder, in constant awe of the world around you. its a thirst for answers, an almost rubbery feeling that yearns to stretch. it can feel as though it was made in space, born alongside the sun with atoms free to roam the universe. it can feel as though it was raised on earth, apart of its forests and oceans; filled with the joy and wonder of being alive. it can feel like being on earth, looking up at the numberless stars or it can feel like floating in space, smiling at the earth as it spins. the exact combination is up to the individual, but the crucial part of this gender is its delight and ecstasy for life and all its secrets.
coined by me. flag by me (PLS I CANT MAKE FLAGS SOMEONE HELP ME) green, blue, and brown represents earth or timber hearth, dark blue w stars represents space
might make subsects for each planet/species.
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would you believe me if I told you had most of chapter 26 written 6 months ago
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"If rest becomes a form of recovery from work, as is the case today, it loses its specific ontological value. It no longer represents an independent, higher form of existence and degenerates into a derivative of work. Today's compulsion of production perpetuates work and thus eliminates that sacred silence. Life becomes entirely profane, desecrated."
—Han Byung-Chul, The Disappearance of Rituals (trans. Daniel Steuer)
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Ok but fr
Blitz literally got into a world shattering breakup with the love of his life his situationship
And this man literally
went home
thought to himself "Hmmm... how do I fix this"
And his solution was:
"ur gay" memes
He thought. He really thought- truly believed-
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Unexpected Guests Chapter Ten, Act Two: Page 20
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I sure hope no one's tired of Undyne being awesome. Because well. She is very much not done with being awesome.
Look for the next update on Aug. 29th!
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